Chapter 1250: Whose fault

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Knowing that An Wen graduated from Julia, the whole network was shaking, and many netizens on Twitter searched back to remember what An Wen was doing.
From a newcomer in Hollywood to an Oscar movie, her momentum was unstoppable.
But in the director's line, An Wen has never submitted an answer, and no one knows her level.
[I admire her approach, but will not be willing to issue movie tickets]
[Willing to fall into the mud willingly, An Wen is the first one]
[I look forward to her work]
...
Julia College updated the list of winners of the Student Film Festival held by the three major art colleges on Twitter.
Behind the Best Director Award is An Wen ’s name.
The Student Film Festival is held every two years. Because many famous Hollywood movie stars and directors have won the awards, the online popularity is not low.
And this time, because of the presence of An Wen, the heat is more exuberant.
[An Wen won the prize? 】
[Is this award awesome? 】
[Directors who have won this award are not badly mixed, An Wen is so good]
[I want to watch this movie]
...
Soon, Julia announced the winning films.
The movie titled by An Wen is called "Who's Wrong".
The film is in very dark tones throughout. The protagonist is an old grandfather and tells the story of his later years.
Because of his absurdity in his youth, his two children were reluctant to live with him. He lived alone and raised a dog.
At the beginning, he thought the dog was too noisy. He tied the dog outside the house and was woken by the dog at night.
The dog lay dying under the tree, and he only whimpered in pain after he left, daring not to cry again.
The next day, he sat on the cane with his cane as usual, looking to the side of the road, waiting for his children to come to see him.
From morning to night, when no one came, his face was hard to hide.
Walking to the yard, I found that the dog couldn't even stand.
He fed the dog some food and wanted to take the dog to the hospital.
It was too heavy for him to hold.
He didn't give up, but the dog was too heavy and he couldn't hold it.
He threw the crutches aside anxiously, sulking when he was angry, and then sat on the ground, his eyes lonely.
"I am old ... really old ..."
"If they had, they would dare to kill them ..."
But now he depends on them.
The old man called an ambulance to take the dog to the hospital. He sat outside and called the two children slowly.
The older kid did n’t want to answer his phone.
The second child took it.
"My dog ​​is injured. We are in the hospital. I don't know how to go back." The old man told him.
"Why is the dog hurt?" The child was impatient.
"It's too noisy. I want to make it quieter." The old man's eyes were dull.
"Look, it's the same way when you are old, it's disgusting!"
The child hung up.
The old man looked at the phone, staring blankly, saying nothing.
A dad led the child past, and the child was holding a toy and telling his father the comic characters he liked.
"Hercules, the boss likes Hercules."
The old man seemed to think of something, and hit the ground excitedly with a cane.
The picture goes back to when the old man was young, he tore up his son's comic book, his wife persuaded him to see the son crying, and he slapped her to the ground.
"I bought these things with my money? I live in my house, eat my food, drink my food, and dare to put a face on me?"
The eldest son stood in front of his mother, stared at him, and said angrily: "If you hit your mother again, I will fight back when I grow up."
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